Sister Jenny is hosting Christmas this year so we visited her at the farm to check out Christmas dinner.

One of these lucky lambs will take pride of place on the revolving spit:

Its not quite a turkey, but is totally home grown and way tastier:

These guys wont quite make it for this years dinner, but we got a whole year to fatten them up:

Jenny offered us some eggs laid fresh that morning, but it seemed a bit weird eating eggs straight from the chickens bum. We prefer our eggs from the supermarket.

Lucky for this guy we aren’t French: